1. We have a gathering where worries find no entrance,
Nor does frivolity ever emerge from it.

2. It encompasses all kinds of beauty,
So one weary of life finds no exit from it.

3. Singing for the youths is more delicious than riches,
Life in it becomes serene and worries dissipate.

4. The composure of the wise softens into juvenility,
And the ascetic smiles and loses his sternness.

5. A meadow as though the rain has just left it,
It sways delicately with the perfume of the breeze.

6. You see the tips of flowers in it like stars
In a horizon, giving light and twinkling.

7. In it beloved ones are remembered in marvels
Of light, amongst them narcissus and violet.

8. So it is as it casts its glance towards you
With the most melodious warble of a charming eye.

9. And it is as it greeted in the handwriting of its coyness
A fawn, slender of waist and curvy of eyelash.

10. A stranger to the flirtatiousness of the enchanting,
Cheeks for it bite and hips sway.

11. And a sweetheart of orange, its redness shows you
The cheeks of maidens blushing with coquetry.

12. A fire competing with it the wine in its shine
Though it subsides, however the wine keeps flaming.

13. Goblets that souls desire, as though they
Were blended of wishes and calamities.

14. As if the wine jugs and platters to the onlooker
Were orbiting stars, moving and twinkling.

15. Of meanings like the excellences of the prince, excellences,
But he is more splendid and brighter amongst them.

16. As if we altogether against him are one
On the coast of a sea, stirred and surging.

17. Most wondrous of the generous is his like,
Eyes of the generous for him settle and ice.

18. He is the sea, but compared to him the sea is stingy,
He is the moon, but compared to him the moon is bleak.